Why did I lose a night of sleep over this? Why did I scroll LinkedIn like a banshee on blow? What the hell is wrong with me?
And then the doozy: Wait. Director? That’s a totally different job. I’m already a stress case. They’re gonna realize I’m out of my depth. How could they not?
The spiraling thoughts follow you, and by the time you’re on the train home, you’re cursing your promotion.
And on and on it goes…